Uhhhh? Warning for crossdressing I guess?

Edd felt like he was going to cry, but that would be stupid.

Still, the thought crossed his mind as he walked into the filthy, filthy, filthy locker room. He couldn't believe it. It was impossible to fathom. It was a work detail. A detention. The slip reading his name.

I really should learn to stop listening to Eddy, he thought. Of course it was his luck that he was the only one caught, he was the only one comfortable with the bugs (aside from Ed, but he couldn't let Ed handle the precious lab roaches on a good conscience). Yes, it would be him taking the fall for one of Eddy's outdated scams yet again, but he never would have thought it would end up with him cleaning the locker room. Good thing the football team doesn't have practice today.

As if on cue, the door slammed open behind him. He jumped, but then felt silly, certain it was his supervisor. Edd turned to greet whoever it was watching over his work, to make himself seem like the good-mannered young man he actually is, but stopped in his tracks when he saw who it was.

"Well, well, well, look what we have here." The pale lips of the ginger in front up him quirked into a signature smirk, his long fingers adjusting the backwards cap on his head. "Looks like someone got caught in a scam."

"Hello, Kevin," Double D greeted, wasting no time with Kevin's teasing. "Do you happen to know where my supervisor is?"

Kevin grinned, a line of straight white teeth showing themselves as he circled around Edd. "The thing is, coach had some other shit to do, but when he told me about the troublemaker he had to watch over, I figured that was right up my alley and told him I could help him out here." Once he was behind Double D, he leaned up the short distance to his ear. "So I guess that makes me your supervisor."

Goosebumps raised on Double D's arm when he felt Kevin's breath against his neck. This can't be happening. This absolutely cannot be happening right now. He thought to himself that maybe, just maybe, he actually would cry.

Now Kevin isn't the childhood bully he used to be. Not at all. Actually, since high school started Edd has had the pleasure to watch Kevin move on from his immature ways, and become the person more deserving of his popularity. The only problem is that, not too long ago, Kevin expressed certain desires he had to a certain dork he knew and, ever since then, Edd has found himself in compromising positions due to these… desires.

Edd realized that this is probably the most compromising position he could possibly be in. He was stuck here, alone, in an empty locker room for two and a half hours, with none other than Kevin. He cleared his throat, "As much as I'd like to play your little game today, Kevin, I would find it much more desirable to carry out my duties and get out of here as soon as possible, so if you'll please direct me to the mop and bucket it would be most appreciated-"

"Hold your horses there, cowboy. As your temporary supervisor, I believe I'll be calling the shots." Kevin chuckled, hardly able to believe his luck. "I think if you're going to come into the locker room, you ought to choose a team." Kevin pushed Edd back into the lockers, leaning his face forward so his breath tickled Double D's lips. "What will it be?"

Edd laughed, surprising Kevin a bit. Nonetheless, he stood his ground, not moving an inch from where he settled. Double D noticed that, at least, Kevin was waiting for his answer. "I consider myself a batter for your team, Kevin," Edd replied, almost mockingly. "That is to say, under other circumstances and better acquaintance, perhaps this could become something. Right now, however, is not the-"

Kevin smashed his lips against Edd's, thankfully shutting him up. He licked and sucked on the pink flesh of the dork's mouth, feeling Edd's breath pick up against his skin. When he finally pulled back, Edd's lips were a darker pink, glistening from their combined saliva. Damn. "You have pretty little lips when you decide to shut them, Double Dweeb."

Edd opened his mouth to speak, but Kevin raised a finger to them. "Shh." Furrowing his eyebrows, Double D watched Kevin exit the locker room. He had to admit, he didn't understand Kevin at all. He's not like science or math; no, Kevin wasn't a subject that came easy to Double D, and that frustrates him to no end.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Kevin burst back through the door, this time holding something. Something on a hanger. Something that looked like clothes. Edd narrowed his eyes to get a better look as Kevin approached.

"Kevin?"

"Hmm?"

"Why are you holding a cheerleader's uniform?"

For a moment Double D was certain the edges of Kevin's lips as he smiled must have come off his face, much like a cartoon. The smile Kevin sported was unlike anything he'd ever seen. It was pride, it was cleverness, it was pure, unadulterated joy. Edd found he could almost melt into this smile, until he realized… "Kevin?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you expect me to put this on?"

Kevin pecked Edd on his unsuspected lips, still swollen from their earlier exchange, and chuckled. "I thought you'd never ask."

Edd's eyes widened and he tried to step backwards, away from Kevin, but he collided with the lockers. "I hope you realize that I have no, nor will I ever have any, intention to don this ridiculously revealing girls' cheerleading uniform."

Kevin frowned, pursing his lips in an attempt to goad the dork in front of him. When Double D still didn't seem interested, Kevin moved onto plan B: his fingers crept up to Edd's waist, and he began to tickle him.

"K-Kevin, stop!" Double D was barely able to form the words around the giggles that bubbled against his will. "I'm very ticklish!" The giggles transformed into full-blown laughter as Kevin worked his hands around Edd's torso.

"You don't say?" Kevin teases him, moving his hands from Edd's belly to his neck to his armpits, finally beginning to venture to his thighs. However when one hand made its first touch, Edd slapped him away.

"Fine!" Double D grabbed the uniform, pushed Kevin away, and walked around to the other side of the lockers. Kevin began to follow him, but he jerked around and raised a hand to his chest. "You, stay. And no peeking."

Kevin smiled. "Sure." Again he leaned forward and planted a kiss on the dork's lips, his voice lowering to a whisper as he stared into Edd's eyes. "But you better not try to run away, Double Dork. Do the crime," he grabbed the hem of Edd's shirt, "serve the time."

Double D jerked away, his heart pounding away at his chest. Stay calm, Eddward, you have got the situation under your control. Edd rounded the lockers and, for a split second, eyed the door. He knew he'd never make it if Kevin really wanted to stop him and, to his horror, found that didn't bother him. He raised his t-shirt over his head, careful not to knock off his beanie, and pulled his pants off of his legs. It was only when he really looked at the uniform that he realized the predicament he was in. This was… vulgar.

A banging on the locker startled Edd, causing him to jump as he clung to the uniform for dear life. "What's taking so long?" Kevin yelled impatiently.

Taking a deep, shaky breath, Edd began to pull the uniform over his head. Fortunately for him it was only one piece. 'Fortunately' being a very lose term.

Edd buried his face in his hands. "Kevin this is so embarrassing, there is no way I am going to let you se-"

Kevin placed his hands on Edd's waist, causing him to jump, gasp, and yelp, cutting off what he had been saying. Leaning forward, Kevin whispered into Double D's ear. "Damn," was all he said before his lips made contact with Edd's neck, kissing and sucking and biting, surely leaving a mark.

Kevin would be lying if he said that Edd looked just like a cheerleader in the uniform. No, the dork was still taller than him and definitely still a dude. If anything, the cheerleading uniform only highlighted his masculine features. The broadness of his shoulders, the hair on his legs, the flatness of his ass, and the obvious lack of tits on his bird chest. Not that it mattered anyways, because he still looked smoking hot in it.

"I'm not so sure we sho—"

Kevin shushed Double D, turning him around and banging him back against the lockers. "Shh. No speaking, only kissing." Kevin brought his lips against Edd's again, content for a while to just move them against each other before he stuck his tongue out to lick Edd's bottom lip, and smirking when he felt a gasp on his tongue. Just this was enough to make him hard and, if he wasn't mistaken, he could feel the Double D's own hardness pressed against him. "Goddamn, Double D. Please let me fuck you."

Double D's eyes widened, mouth agape. He doesn't know why he should feel surprised, he'd known this would be the outcome if he'd played along but he hadn't quite expected Kevin to be so blunt in his request. Or, really, even a request at all. "I—uh I mean I…" Taking a deep breath, Double D closed his eyes and quickly reopened them, meeting Kevin's. "Alright then."

It was Kevin's turn to become surprised, not entirely sure if he expected Edd to accept, even if he could tell he wanted it as bad as Kevin himself did. He didn't take long to dwell on it, worried that if he did the object of his sexual affections would change his mind.

Quickly, he grabbed Edd by his shoulders and laid him down on the bench between the two rows of lockers where they currently stood. Edd shifted, uncomfortable in the situation, in his attire, and now especially with this bench. Kevin better make this worth all the discomfort he had been put through.

Kevin lifted his shirt above his head, then lowered himself over the costumed Edd, kissing him one more time on the mouth before pulling at his underwear. Without question or hesitance, Double D lifted his hips to make Kevin's current endeavor easier.

Kevin smirked. "I knew you wanted it just as bad as me."

Rolling his eyes, Double D replied, "I'm not sure I'd call my desire 'just as bad'."

"Yeah, whatever dork," Kevin snorted, lifting his hand under the pleated skirt and grabbing at the base of Double D's cock.

With a half gasp, half groan, Double D responded to the touch, angling his body as the hand that now held him began to work into a pump. When Kevin pulled away only a second later, Edd even found it in himself to whine at the absence.

"Give me a minute, loser," Kevin laughed, spitting into his hand before returning it to the cock that now stood fully erect in front of him.

Kevin pumped with a perfected method that could only be achieved by a teenaged boy, first making slow pumps up and down, then speeding up to a churning motion, circling around the cock. He carefully observed Edd as he touched him; the way he bit his lip and clutched the sides of the bench, how he closed his eyes tightly and then reopened them, how the skirt of the uniform was now settled around his waist. With a whispered, "Fuck," Kevin pulled his hand away. Using both now freed hands, he reached for the button of his own pants. When he began to pull them down, he felt something wrap around his wrist: Double D.

"Kevin, perhaps we should take more prelimina—"

"Don't worry about it, I've got this under control."

Yes that is the problem, Edd thought, the entire situation is solely under your control.

Kevin pulled his pants and underwear down, standing up to pull them completely off. Once they had been discarded, he picked them back up, grabbing his wallet out of the back pocket and pulling two condoms out of it.

Edd watched Kevin. He watched the muscles under his light skin move as he went about this procedure. He observed the freckles on his face that led down to his shoulders and then became more spread apart, but still present, along the rest of his body. He paid close attention to the pleasured face he made as he rolled the condom over his own dick, and sat in aroused anticipation as he unwrapped the second condom and slipped it over Edd's.

Then, Kevin leaned back down over Double D. He grabbed both of their cocks into one hand but didn't move. "If you want to cum, you better cheer me on."

"Excuse me?" Edd asked huskily, resisting the temptation to jerk his hips against the added heat.

"Don't disgrace the uniform, Double Dork." Kevin smiled. "Cheer me on, cheerleader."

Edd's breath became ragged, and he noticed Kevin's was too. His hands flew up to Kevin's freckled shoulders above him, pulling down until they were nose to nose. "Move Kevin, for the love of God."

That's all Kevin needed. He set off, thrusting their cocks together and pumping at the same time. He pushed the skirt of the uniform up until it rested above Double D's belly button, still keeping a firm hand wrapped around their thrusting, throbbing, aching cocks. For as long as he could, he sat upright as they frotted against one another, keeping his eyes on Edd. Edd's back was arched, his hands still on Kevin's shoulders, only they dug themselves into Kevin's bare skin now, he thrust and jerked and keened into and against the friction of Kevin's dick on his and before long the red-faced expressions on both of the boys was a tell-tale sign of what was about to happen.

Kevin felt it first, a feeling in his stomach that signaled what he knew to be a big white mess. "Fuck—ah shit, Double D, I'm—," before he could even finish his sentence, he came into the condom wrapped around his cock. As he rode out his orgasm, he watched as Edd's sweat covered eyebrows pulled together and gap toothed mouth open, a choked moan coming out as he, too, released his load into the condom wrapped around him.

Kevin fell on top of Double D, breathing heavy and wiping his sweat on the cheerleading uniform he still wore. A moment passed with nothing but heavy silence and breathing.

Eventually, however, Double D cleared his throat. "Kevin?"

"Hmm?"

"It's 4:30."

"Hmm?"

Double D sighed, pushing Kevin off of him as he stood. Carefully, he pulled the condom off and threw it on Kevin's chest. "My work detail is over, I'd very much like to change out of this ridiculous uniform now."

Kevin looked up, stunned. There was a moment when he didn't know what to say, just watched Edd pull the uniform back over his head and begin to redress himself. "What about now?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you busy, Double Dork?"

Double D looked back over to Kevin, who was now redressing himself. He smiled lightly, a breath of a laugh coming out of his nose. "I suppose not."