High School Jock And Gay Nerd Pt 4

He was exactly my type! The floppy hair, the overwhelmingly beautiful eyes, the light complexion and smooth skin, the thin and lanky body. I was obsessed with his everything.
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~Devlin~
What a curious evening it had been. With such emotional vicissitude, a rollercoaster steered by the ups and downs of switching back and again once more, I figured things couldn’t get much worse. That’s when the reality of my own life, persistently trudging on without me, and the pressure of all my schoolwork building up, incomplete and forgotten until that moment, burst in on me. Having just realized I had one of my most important Calculus assignments of the quarter due tomorrow, I frantically rang up Jake and planned to meet with him.
After panicking on the phone, I quickly convinced his parents to let me go retrieve a notebook “Devlin” had accidentally grabbed from my bookbag. I rushed over to my house. Upon discovering I’d completed even less of the assignment than I previously thought I had, I swiftly slid further on down the precipitous slope of stress. I tumbled helplessly. What an unseemly situation — to my careful mind an avalanche, really.
Jake pulled me back from the brink of despair and distress.
“Dev, listen, you need to calm your shit,” he said. I was a bit surprised when he comforted me with a hand on my shoulder.
He carried on, again projecting the weight of our circumstance, cautious and awkward, his brain now whirring with the possibilities of forcing a return to our more usual corporeal positions. I instantly detected the intent of his insinuation, so I helped him along with his suggestions. Sex, yes, all evidence pointed in that direction: we’d have to attempt fornication in order to instantiate a more permanent switch back to...