Monday

The rest of my day breezes by after lunch. Token grabs me in the hall before our last period. "Dude, what happened at lunch? You shouldn't let them get to you like that."

"I know," I tell him. "They didn't. I just didn't feel like being around them anymore, you know? I just went to my next class. It was fine. I'm not mad."

He looks concerned still but he says, "Alright, if you say so."

"Seriously, I just wanted to be alone."

"You working today?"

I'm not working but I told Tweek we could go to the gym early because… I'm not working. But I just told Token that I spent the rest of lunch by myself. If I say I'm working, Token might come to the store and if I'm not working that causes a problem too. "I'm not working today," I tell him.

"Okay, well, do you wanna hang out? Kenny and Clyde might come over and drink and I don't wanna babysit those assholes alone."

"Yeah, okay." If it's later then that's fine. I just won't mention a time to meet up if he doesn't.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Token just nods and heads to class.

After that school ends and I head home. Later that night Tweek and I meet to box and work out and then we head to the locker rooms. It's quiet for a while, we just change.

"So I was doing some research for Friday," I start. We could just do it here in the gym I guess but it's obvious why we wouldn't want to.

"You were watching porn," Tweek says unimpressed. "Continue."

"I think we should try fingers to get you used to it before Friday."

"Why," he grumbles.

"You said you were worried about it hurting, right? Well, I read that you should prep it by stretching with fingers first and I think we should try it until Friday."

"Fuck off, asshole."

"I'm being serious." I close him in. "Don't tell me you're shy now?"

Tweek scoffs. "Fuck off, Craig. You're a fucking pervert."

I lean into his neck. "I'm gonna do it anyways."

Tweek tries to pry me off. "Fuck you. If I say no, then the answer's fucking no."

He's barely budging me. "Let me try it, at least. Maybe you'll like it."

Tweek sighs. "You're so annoying." He looks away frustrated. "You know there are things I have to do too before we do stuff like this. You can't just be like, 'Oh, let's do it.'" His face goes red. Tweek continues to look at the wall and I just stare at him blankly. I start laughing. "What the fuck, Craig?"

I thought he was uncomfortable with the thought of it. If those are his only concerns. "Like I said, I'm gonna do it anyways." I kiss his neck. "I also read that there's supposed to be some kind of G-spot so you might actually like it more than you think."

"Whatever," Tweek mumbles. "I've never heard that."

"Let's just try it," I kiss him again and then his collar and then I chomp down on it. Tweek loops his fingers through my hair and his chest starts falling quicker. My hand on his hip slips under his shorts and lower them.

"Fuck," Tweek swears. "Fine," he says grabbing my hand. "But I wanna do it kissing. And you can't open your eyes."

"Kinky. You got it," I wink at him. Tweek blushes more and drops his shorts. "Wait," I tell him and grab a small bottle from my bag. "We need this."

Tweek grabs my face and pulls me into him. So I close my eyes. He kisses me and I blindly pour the lube onto my fingers. I close the bottle and toss it back in my locker somehow by memory. I grab Tweek's hip with my clean hand and feel my way down. I cup his cheek and pull, hopefully exposing him. I gently reach until my fingers pressed against him. Tweek flinches but presses into the kiss harder. I push my finger inside him and he just presses closer to me. I prod into Tweek trying to mimic what I saw on the web and what I read but he doesn't really react much just little noises. But not really Tweek's pleasure noises. "How is it?" I go to move away from him a little. I think I forgot I was supposed to keep my eyes shut.

"Mm... Just weird." He pulls me back into him. I add a second finger and then he just seems uncomfortable. So I start jacking him off instead. His head falls into my chest.

Tweek and I finish each other off how we always do and then we shower.

Right before Tweek and I are about to head out, I'm messing with him pushing him into the lockers gently and nipping at his neck some more. Just dumb shit.

I call it dumb shit because we almost get caught in this act when it's something I wouldn't normally do. Just how Tweek would normally not get a ride with me or let me put my fingers in his ass. Like a lot of things, we normally never do that we keep doing.

The door opens and I hear it, just after so many years of thinking I heard it and being wrong it takes me longer than it should to be a safe distance from Tweek.

But coach wasn't expecting anything when he came in I guess so he doesn't notice much. He barely notices us at all until he does. He's opening his office. "Boys," he greets, absentmindedly. He's staring at his phone. "Left my goddamn wallet. Can you believe it? Ha," he laughs. "Just finishing up then?"

I nearly shat myself. I can't even speak I'm still so stunned of what almost just happened. "Yeah Coach," Tweek answers for both of us.

"So how's it going anyway? You guys come here late now that you're working. I never see you. Y'all ought to be setting up for college or some shit, right?"

"Yeah," Tweek says. "College isn't really me."

"You should have a plan," he tells the blonde still not paying full attention. "What about you, Craig?"

"Uh," My voice is kinda shaky. "I'm taking a year off probably."

"Hm," he huffs. "Well, who am I? I didn't go either. Ha, ha!" He laughs again. "Alright, alright, I gotta get back. I'll see you boys later. Actually, I gotta talk to you about something, Craig." Fuck. He leaves.

Tweek and I are quiet for a while. "Holy shit. I thought we were busted for sure."

I look at him. "That's it?"

"It would've been your fault, Craig! You're mad that I'm not mad enough... at you? It doesn't matter. He didn't see and we're still good so let's just pretend this didn't happen."

I don't ask Tweek if he wants a ride but he quietly follows me to my truck. I drive him home with the windows down because it's a nice night. He leans out on his elbow. He looks mesmerizing. I'm too cautious about driving (especially with him) to get distracted but I wish I could without him noticing.