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SleepyButt · February 23rd, 16, 03:59 PM

“Phillip Jackson Wahlberg, get up now!” The incessant yelling coming from the male’s mother was annoying to say the least. Who needed an alarm clock when you had a mom that cried out like a banshee? Phil lazily removed the covers off his body, exposing his half nude physique to the world, though no one was really around to appreciate it. Within a matter of second, his mother was heard again, though this time, she actually made the trek up the stairs and banged on the door. “I’m up already, goddammit!”

“Watch it mister. Hurry up and get ready. You should have been at school ten minutes ago.” She exaggerated, though he was already running a bit late. Normally his mom made sure he was out the door by eight, even though class didn’t start until nine. She preferred him being early then late, seeing as how his parents tried to instill the need to be punctual into him. It always upset him how he did everything for them, but once he screwed up, it seemed to be the end of the world for them. It drove him up the wall and out of the fucking building, but as long as he lived in their house, it was their way or the highway. And the highway probably meant no more daddies money, or expensive cars, or lavish vacations, or anything else really. The thought actually kind of scared him really, enough for him to fully wake up and hop right out of bed and head for him bathroom.

He slipped out of his boxer trunks, the only thing keeping him decent, and dropped them into the hamper off to the side. As soon as he turned the water on, he got it and closed the door behind him. He proceeded to wash himself down and get all cleaned up for the rest of the day. The water on his skin was so warm and relaxing, possibly too relaxing. He found himself almost dozing off a bit, but kept himself awake. Of course, he didn’t seem to be the only one awake. He looked down to see his cock stand at full mast. Looking down at it, it kind of got him excited, but bothered him at times. He was probably the biggest in his entire graded or even the entire school. It was slightly embarrassing to change in the locker room sometimes, because he always seemed to catch someone staring at it. It was about seven inches while soft but once it stood at attention it was about nine and a half or ten inches. He was able to wrap his hand around it fully, but some of the girls he’d been with had difficulty handing it, much less servicing him. Seeing as how he couldn’t really ignore it, he went ahead and took care of his morning wood. Leaving it unattended wouldn’t only make matters worse.

After twenty minutes in the shower, he stepped out feeling a lot better, his towel draped over his shoulder. He looked over at the time and spotted eight forty-three. He panicked for a second see how he was really late now. He quickly threw something together and grabbed his stuff, heading out the front door and for his car. Once in, he reversed out of the drive way and sped along towards school. Thankfully, he didn’t live a long distance from the school, so he got there with good timing and still had a bit of time to hang around. He parked in the student parking and locked the car behind him.

Once out on the school grounds, he found his friend Matt and chilled with him. Of course, that didn’t help when had hundreds of kids trying to talk to you or get close to you. Phil was a bit popular and not just because of his looks or personality, but mainly because his family was one of the most influential families in the city. He and Matt walked away from the courtyard and into the school, calmly making their way towards their first class. While walking down the class, he noticed what looked like a cute fox girl, or at least from behind. Matt dared Phil to go over and talk to her, but Phil wasn’t really in the mood, though he did have another idea. Once they got close enough, he gently slapped the fox’s ass, kind of waiting for a response. Most girls, when they found out that Phil was hitting on them, usually just gave in.

**AngelicImpurity** · February 23rd, 16, 06:22 PM

The ginger haired fox had been minding their own business, when their plump ass was slapped. Spinning around, the fox glared at Phil... And revealed a boyish, if feminine, face. "What the fuck?" the sixteen year old demanded. Tyler Abbey, track champion, chess enthusiast, and femboy. Mildly popular, usually nervous, and cute as a button. Didn't hurt he had an ass that would make the hottest girl in school jealous. Currently wearing trousers and a fancy jacket, along with fingerless gloves.

SleepyButt · February 25th, 16, 04:46 AM

Once Phillip heard that voice, he jumped a little, and found out it wasn’t actually a chick, but a dude with a really nice ass. ”Oh god, I’m so sorry.” Matt burst out laughing, “Dude I can’t believe you just did that. I knew you would fall for that.” Matt knew Tyler from Track, though that was pretty much it. They were friend per say, but they were both on the team so they knew each other. “Sorry Tyler, had to do that to Phil.” Phil was kind of confused as to why seeing the kid now got him a bit excited. He wasn’t aroused, but he was just at a loss for words. “Alright, well we better be heading to class now. See you later Tyler.” Phil was sort of frozen, but followed his friend as they left. He was embarrassed, part of him was grossed out, but he couldn’t get that feeling out of his mind. Tyler ass was nice, it felt soft, and it looked better than half of the girls he had been with. Matt and Phil kept walking down the halls and into homeroom, taking their seat and waiting for class to start. No matter what Phil did, he couldn’t get that ass out of his mind, or the feeling off his hands.

**AngelicImpurity** · February 25th, 16, 07:49 PM

Tyler was about ready to kill Matt, but brushed it off. In a huff, he headed off for class.

The day went past as normal, all the way up through extra-curriculars. Tyler did his work, studied, took a quiz or two, then practiced. A lot. He was constantly practicing when able. By the time he entered the locker room, everybody else seemed to be gone. Sweaty, and alone, Tyler wandered to the showers. Stripping his gym clothes off, and letting his hair fall free around his head and shoulders, the boy stepped under the shower head, and turned it on. He stood there, and relaxed under the warm spray of water.

SleepyButt · February 26th, 16, 04:45 AM

The rest of the day continued on like any normal school day. Dustin went from class to class and found himself completely lost in the day. It was a strange thing for him to find himself slightly attracted to the kid, that guy. Dustin had a known reputation to be a bit of a playboy around school, and never had a girlfriend for longer than a month or so. In his sick misogynistic kind of way, he just wanted to try out every girl he could get his hands one. They were always willing and he never forced anything on them, at least by physical force. He did what every other guy did, plead and get his way, make them feel special and like he loves them. After he got what he wanted, he usually bounced a week later. By this point, empathy on his part flew out the window and the only thing he cared for was his pleasure. The again, maybe this had a lot to do with his current feeling for this Tyler guy. Once you’ve had a little too much of one thing, you grow tired of it and move onto something else, something different.

Maybe getting with a guy wouldn’t hurt.

Dustin didn’t confront the kid through the day, but he did watch from afar. He had Chemistry with him, but this time he paid attention to him. During lunch he saw who he hangout with and examined his behavior. Once it came to gym, he lost track of the kid, but knew he was part of track. The tennis court of near the track field so he managed to get a nice view of him. Seeing his ass in jeans was nice, but it was even better in gym shorts. God, he didn’t know what was coming over himself, but he was literally falling for that ass. It didn’t take long till he felt himself popping a bit of tent in his shorts, which was way too embarrassing to have while on the court. He had a break after sometime and thought about everything he was experiencing. These feeling were so foreign to him, and he wasn’t sure how to deal with it. He didn’t want to tell anyone, lest his reputation be ruined by something so tiny. He also didn’t know if Tyler was gay, but with a body like that and a face like his, how could you not. It didn’t even hit him how cute his face was. He could only imagine how feminine Tyler would look like if he dressed like a girl.

Once the day came to an end, Dustin spent a bit more time practicing to get his mind off his current fascinations. It was hard, literally, but he managed to take his mind off it long enough to get some good practice in. After a while he made his way towards the locker room. It was quiet and pretty lonely. There was two other guys around, but they were already getting ready to take off once Dustin came in. He could have taken a shower once he got home, but it was way for convenient seeing as how there were already showers here. Dustin began to strip out of his clothing and made his way towards the shower area when he spotted that lovely ass again. Tyler had his back towards Dustin and probably didn’t notice he was there, but Dustin didn’t want to make a big deal about it. Of course he did want to sort of apologize for earlier, so he made his way towards Tyler, his towel wrapped around his hips. There was more then way to figure out if he was gay for sure.

Dustin reached for the nozzle in front of him and turned the water on, waiting to see if Tyler would react to his unexpected guest.

**AngelicImpurity** · February 26th, 16, 04:53 AM

Tyler was snapped out of his relaxation by the sound, and turned to look... Only to frown a tad. "Slapping my ass in front of the others wasn't enough for you, huh? Now you're going to shower next to me?" he said, sounding a tad bitter. "Do you realize how many jokes I faced today? It's hard enough being an effeminate gay guy in high school without having jokes made about being a 'jock's fag' by all the idiots." he added.

Well, that answered that question. Tyler's words bit a little, too.

SleepyButt · February 26th, 16, 05:09 AM

Dustin’s frowned a bit but sort of understood there Tyler was coming from. “Yeah, I’m sorry about that. You know how Matt is, that fucking idiot.” Dustin released the knot on his towel and hung on the rack next to the shower head. At this point, he was doing it as a bit of show off, but also as some sort of apology to Tyler. Maybe seeing a nice dick would be some sort of odd apology gift. The idea made more sense in Dustin’s head, but then again, he is a bit of a knucklehead.

“Anyways, if it means anything, most of those guys might just be jealous. I saw you out on the track today. You were pretty amazing.” Dustin reached for his body wash and lather it up on his hands, liberally lathering up his body and purposefully giving Tyler a bit of a shower. Dustin was a bit of an exhibitionist, he loved it when other people watched him. More than likely, there was a video or two of him circling around the internet somewhere. It was one of his kinks, and one his wasn’t ashamed of seeing how well blessed he was. “But in all seriousness, I am really sorry about that. I know it doesn’t really mean much, but if I can make it up to you I will.”

Dustin turned is body towards the other boy and stood under the water, the soap running down the curves of his body, covering every inch of it.

**AngelicImpurity** · February 26th, 16, 05:28 AM

"If you're flirting with me, you can stop. You're a notorious womanizer." he said, and washed himself a bit quicker to get the hell out.

"So either you're hitting on me in order to win a bet, or you want an exotic trophy for your collection. You might have a big dick, but you clearly have a small heart." he said, far more openly bitter.

"I'm a track champion. I've got some close friends, and a verbal commitment to the University of Michigan's track and field squad. The last thing I need right now is to be made a fool of."

SleepyButt · February 26th, 16, 11:40 PM

Phil saw that his advances were being met with a dead end. It was strange seeing that he was being sort of turned down, and it really hurt his ego a bit. It wasn’t until he heard Tyler cheap shot that made his laugh a bit. He motioned a mock shot to the heart and responded with, “Oww, my tiny heart. Look, I’m just trying to help, you seem a little tense. Maybe I can help you with that?” Phil continued to wash himself down, listening to the kid prattle on about this and that until it hit Phil. He turned his head towards Tyler, with a smirk on his lips. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” Maybe that was it, or maybe Tyler was just a big olé shrewd, but either way, if this didn’t get the kid, then Phil would just drop it and leave once he was done. He may be a playboy, but he wasn’t going to chase someone if they weren’t into him. It wasn’t his style.

**AngelicImpurity** · February 26th, 16, 11:46 PM

"I've had several boyfriends, only got to the make-out stage." he said simply, and turned his shower off, heading to grab his towel. "You're not my type. I don't date jocks who think they're better than their conquests." he added simply. "Maybe if you weren't a prick, you'd have a shot."

Drying himself off, he ruffled through his bag, pulling out a simple pair of blue panties, and his jeans.