C is for Corndog
He really was happy HAHS decided to have State Fair food, and he really was excited about funnel cake and foot long corndogs. So was Robbie. Beck knew he should thank his lucky stars that his and Robbie's class got out fifteen minutes early; they were able to get their food quickly and no one else was there to see that.
It started as a simple meal until Rex (really someday he wanted to kill that-that-thing!) challenged Robbie to see if he could fit the whole corndog in his mouth. Beck almost choked on his water. Of course (naïve) innocent Robbie accepted the challenge.
He started with the top (of course) Robbie brought the corndog up to his lips and placed the first part inside; Beck felt a twitch and not the good kind. Robbie got about a good five inches before he had to pull it out.
Rex made some snide comment and laughed about how he wouldn't be able to do it. The tiny bit of logic Beck had left wanted Robbie to stop and maybe if he could actually think he would have realized if he just asked Robbie to stop then he would have and this wouldn't be happening. The rest of Beck, meanwhile, really, really hoped Robbie could do this. He knew he shouldn't-oh my God, he was trying again.
Robbie took the corndog into his mouth again and developed a patter, which was not helping Beck's situation; he would take in one inch pull back half and inch and repeat. Beck bit back a groan, now fully hard. When the curly haired teen finally took in the whole foot long corndog Beck hardly realized it; his mind was…elsewhere. He tried, he really did try, not to stare at Robbie especially when he slowly, God it was agonizing and so incredibly hot, pulled the corndog out of his mouth. Robbie turned to Rex with a smug smile and Beck had no idea what either of them said. It was the finally straw when Robbie decided to barely bite the corndog's tip, not even breaking the bread.
Beck couldn't take it anymore, he quickly excused himself and God his voice sounded strained, no amount of acting could have helped that, and left while holding his bag in front of him in a crude attempt to hide his pitched tent.
He didn't catch Robbie's quizzical expression nor did he see when everyone else sat down. But he did hear Tory ask where he was going to Robbie and Robbie's unsure answer. And yes, Beck heard Robbie exclaim that he could fit a foot long corndog in his mouth.
HoKay so...
I'm so sorry if its kinda bad I don't hate me for my awful grammar and spelling!
If your offended in any way by this chaper...1) sorry 2) sucks for you I told you it was M 3) Beck's a teenage boy and Robbie is naive
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