Chapter 21

Joey got back to school and went straight to US History class, where, unfortunately, he was again sitting next to Billy. Joey thought today should be different, considering the recent alterations and this morning’s interactions, but frankly, he wasn’t in the mood for drama. As he entered the class and sat next to his nemesis, he wondered if he should do something extreme to his profile to avoid these annoying interactions.

“What’s up, needledick?” Billy provoked as soon as Joey sat.

Joey turned and tried to argue rational thinking into Billy, “Dude. I sent you a pic of my package. Why do you have to keep calling me needledick?”

“Anyone can tell a fake snap when you see one,” Billy responded. “If your dick were that big, you’d be in porn.”

“Well, my dick is that big, I’m not in porn, and I’m tired of you harassing me,” Joey responded.

“Waaa, waaa, waaa,” Billy taunted.

“Alright, that’s enough. I’m fucking tired of this shit,” Joey finally burst out in a hushed exclamation. “If I prove that I’m not a needledick, will you finally shut the fuck up?”

“Look, Faggot. If you had a dick like you CGI’d to me, I’d suck it,” Billy challenged. “But since I know you are a needledick faggot, I’d go as far as saying you could fuck me up the ass if the dick in that pic were real.”

“I’ll take that bet. What if I lose?” Joey led him on.

“Of course, I fuck you up the ass, Faggot!” Billy responded.

Joey shook his head and turned from the ridiculous conversation with Billy. The bell rang, and Mr. Jenkins began with roll call before starting his lesson. Joey took notes and tried to shake off the annoyance of Billy, who, for some inexplicable reason, always got under his skin. Billy used to be much bigger than Joey and had pushed him around over the last four years. This year was a little different, but still, the annoying comments and stares were part of his B days. Physically, they were similar now, except with Joey’s recent changes, he certainly felt that Billy would succumb in a fight between the two. Additionally, Joey had fucked with him yesterday by turning him into a little dick pervert into watersports and scat who happened to be good at taking dick in his throat and ass. Thinking about this now, Joey thought it was time to exploit these changes. He discreetly opened his phone and texted Billy, ‘Update bet. Whoever loses must do a Bear Gryllis.

‘Bet - hope you’re thirsty’, Billy sent back.

Joey raised his hand and asked if he could go to the nurse’s office for a headache. He grabbed his bag and left the class quickly. Once he left, he texted Billy, ‘Meet in the locker room,’ then headed down to the gym locker room. Once there, he confirmed that Coach Short was outside for the remainder of this period, then went to the shower stalls and waited for Billy. He put his bag down outside the same shower stall he used with Steve the day before, being sure it was visible when Billy came in. He first lined his phone up behind him on the bench so that it was somewhat hidden but could easily catch the action if Joey turned even slightly. Pressing record, he sat on the bench, unzipped his shorts, and started stroking his pole to bring it to full mast. He imagined the crazy shit he would do to Billy to fuck with his head, but couldn’t really get an erection, particularly after the day’s extended sexual activities. He thought about his mom riding him and remembered all that she said about his father and how their relationship would change. He wanted to be close to orgasm so his cock would be leaking pre-cum before Billy got here. He closed his eyes and focused on all the crazy shit that had happened: the blowjobs, the incest, the cheating, his sister’s tight pussy, Mrs. Tyler’s fat pussy, his brother eating cum out of her pussy.