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whispered to myself as I
let my fingers roll around in the fabric of his briefs. My gaze remained
fixated on the door as I contemplated Dan’s strange question: cock or ass?
    I chugged down the rest of my bear while
his underwear was still hot in my fist and I contemplated what sort of game he
was playing.
    Whatever the game, it was hot.
    I had wood between my legs again but even
better, I was more than just turned on, I was also intrigued. Nobody had ever
gotten me as wound up as he had.
     
     

TWO
    The next two weeks were pure hell.
    Dan never once brought up the underwear
incident nor did he ask for his briefs back. I tried to sneak in a few
advances, if you can call lingering stares and casual invites out to the bar
‘advances.’ Nothing worked. He was tighter than a clam, unwilling to open up,
even for just a moment. It was as if the underwear incident never happened.
    I was confused. Better yet – irritated.
    When Dan tried out for football, anger
replaced lust and I started to hate him all over again. He had a sneaky way of
invading my territory. I didn’t care so much that he tried out; the problem was
that he was awesome and everybody went nuts for him. The guys were suddenly all
‘buddy’ with him. Dan even had the coach whipped. I had to work my ass off to
be taken seriously but our generally unimpressed coach immediately took Dan
under his wing. I swear: Dan must have been a football god in a past life
because, for better or worse, he truly was that good. The guy had moves – even
I had to admit that – but those very moves still made me look bad.
    The anger didn’t always last. I still
bounced around from loathing to lusting. Sometimes I felt both. Experiencing
simultaneous lust for two minutes when I first met him was bearable but to
experience it over the span of two weeks – pure torture.
    One afternoon, I finally had enough and I
confronted him.
    “You’re a dick, you know that?” I said as I
splashed water all over myself.
    We were sitting on the bleachers near the
football field. Practice was over and it was just the two of us.
    He had a smug grin on his face. “Why’s
that?”
    I couldn’t stand that look on his face so I
turned away and gazed out at the field.
    That was a good question – why was he dick?
    He got me all hot for him and left me
hanging. That made him a dick.
    He kept on getting into my face. That also
made him a dick.
    Of course, admitting that I hated him
because he had come in and taken over my territory in all but two weeks would
have made me look weak so I said nothing. Seriously though, last year all the
guys – and the coach – were all about me. Now they were all about Dan. Even the
chicks were taking notice. Quietly and without much notice, Dan had quickly
become the IT guy on campus. The worst part: I still liked him. Even
worse: all I could think about was tapping his ass.
    I didn’t bother to answer him back.
    “What’s wrong?” he teased. “Trevor suddenly
feeling all lonely?”
    He knew exactly where to hit me – another
good reason to call him a dick.
    “Go fuck yourself...” I said and then got
up. Why I even bothered to get into it with him was beyond me. Plain and
simple, Dan was a dick and he just got under my skin. Nothing else needed to be
said about the matter.
    Before I could break away, he asked again,
“Cock or ass?”
    I spun back around.
    “What the fuck do you mean – cock or ass?”
I felt the muscles in my face tighten as I replied back.
    I had been contemplating the question
non-stop over the last two weeks.
    He started to grin again.
    “What the fuck are you laughing at?” I
barked.
    “It’s a simple question Trevor, really...
And, you know what I’m talking about.”
    I clenched my jaw. “Okay, you answer it
then!”
    He looked me squarely in the eye. “Ass,” he
said without flinching.
    I frowned.
    Ass – was he serious? I figured him to be
on team cock . In another words: a top.
    Then it hit me. Tops fuck ass and

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